With a new stadium on the horizon, Jets fans will undoubtedly come face-to-face with the horror of Personal Seat Licenses (PSLs).
The Giants have already taken action, charging a one-time fee anywhere from $1,000 to $20,000. Once you have secured your hot fart plate, you then, and only then, have the right to buy season tickets.
However, I’m not shedding any Big Blue tears for these white collar, Super Bowl-winning assholes.
(full disclosure: I am a Jets fan)
With that said, I won’t have a shot in hell at keeping my season tickets. It turns out that producing birdcage liner doesn’t exactly afford me much wiggle room. And knowing our blue collar / middle class fan base, I suspect this to be a trend.
So, in a way, this is the end of an era for Jets fans.
Come 2010, you won’t see the same die hards, albeit drunk fucking assholes, littered throughout the parking lot. Have fun with the cunts that wear a jersey over a fucking tie and shirt, Woody-cock.
In reality, there will probably be a lot of things erased from Jets fandom, starting with this:
The video, which I shot sometime during last year (forgive me for blacking out the final 12 weeks of the season), is now a treasured keepsake. Maybe I’ll blare it on my computer speakers during commercial breaks in ‘10.
Scouring the ‘Tube (I really fucking hate these MLB henchmen), I found some more Jets fans that probably won’t be making the transition into the new era.
- New Jersey’s eloquent answer to that homo Walt Whitman
- Cat Stevens returns from exile in a Chrebet jersey
- The kinky, starving, balloon artist
- Stop laughing; he now lives in those boxes
- This caused my mind to short circuit
- Down with promotion!
- “Rex Grossman, the hottest quarterback”
- The Munsters are HAY-UGE Jets fans
